Delmas:“In what time of the fall of 1903 did you son, Harry K.
Thaw, come to you home in Pittsburg?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “In October.He came
two days after my other son was married."

Delmas:
“During the time that Harry K. Thaw was at your
home did you
notice anything peculiar in his conduct denoting a change?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “When he first entered the house his manner
was such that it
stuck me at the time.”

Delmas:
“Will you describe his appearance?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “He seemed absent-minded and had a
despairing look. The impression grew on me.

He appeared to be laboring with a problem.He went to the drawing room and I heard the
piano playing violently at first and then the tone grew softer and
softer. This
happened after he would come back, and after a while he would go to the
drawing
room and resume playing in the same way, first wildly and then softer
and
softer."

Delmas:
“Did this contine?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “Yes.”

Delmas:
“What followed?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: ““But the most marked feature was his
wakefulness at
night.His room was next to mine and I
would her him sobbing.I would see a
light under the door at three or four in the morning.I would go into his room and find his sitting
up crying. This sort of thing happened several times at night.His room was next to mine and he sobbed
violently during the night.” [Mrs. Thaw stops to cry.]

Delmas:
‘Had you proceeded to state what he said?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “I am not of a prying disposition, and I
did not inquire
into his trouble at once.He finally
told me one night what the trouble was.He did not tell me definitely at first.He first said that it was something a wicked man in New York had
done that had ruined his
life.That was as much as I cold get
from him at first. He said the man was probably the worst in New York.”

Delmas:

"Had you made an inquiry of your son as to what that man
had
done?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “On Thanksgiving I learned more.I did not ask the girl’s name.I learned from his one night what the wicked
man had done to the young girl.I did
not want to inquire any further. I told him that sort of thing
happened in New York
constantly and I asked, 'Why should
that ruin your life?'But he insisted it
had. I tried to influence him the other way, to show him that it
was not his place to look after the young girls.”

Delmas:
“Did you learn more about that statement?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “Yes. I could not learn who the girl was
who was associated
with this wicked man in New
York.”

Delmas:
“Did you learn her name from your son?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “Yes.”

Delmas:
“Will you tell us just what was said?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “I learned more about it afterward. He said
the girl had the most beautiful mind of any woman
he had ever met and that if she had been under the influence of a good
mother
she would have been the best woman that ever lived.I cannot recall the entire conversation, but
that is the substance of it.”

Delmas:
“Was that all you learned up to Thanksgiving day?”

Mrs.
William Thaw: “I only know that on Thanksgiving Day that
incident
occurred.It was the Thanksgiving Day in
our new church, and as it was very crowded. Harry and I had to
stand under the
gallery.I was glad afterward that we
had to, as we heard the beautiful music...."